14.07.2006

the quasi-domestic goddess

Tonight, my Mom has found out how to make me bolt like FLASH and accomplish things with super speed, how? easy...starve elle (aka me). Nope she did not starve me...hello? I just had this craving for fried, salty sustenance. And it so happens that my mom only prepared caramelized veggies...well ok chop suey, but it tasted a tad bit too sweet for me...So I pestered her if she could prepare the chicken franks omelette that she said she would, alas, that could not be for as a rule, whenever someone is in front of the laptop, they turn into zombies and only respond to the words, "Time's Up!".

Well, all those times that I have watched the Lifestyle Channel paid off, Jennifer (she always laughs because everytime she calls me at home, I'm watching Martha Stewart fold shirts and stuff). Yes, watching Martha Stewart, Rachel Rae, MArio Batali, Iron Chef and all the other gurus do their thing has helped me in my quest to become a quasi-domestic goddess. Thanks to Tyler Florence who inspired me to make perfect omelettes (by beating the eggs for about fifteen minutes to incorporate the air to make the omelette fluffy), in fact my mom's friends say I make perfect sunny side up eggs, I mastered scrambled eggs when I was in fifth grade.

Then there was the time when I was feeling very Italian and decided to make spaghetti from scratch, literally from scratch mind you, of course the results were not less than disastrous, as my sibs can attest because I liberally doused the sauce with ketchup. ANyway, at least I tried and that was like six years ago so, it's quite forgivable.

One of my successes has been the deep fried breaded calamares which was one of the things I am proud of that I made from scratch again...My sibs this time ate it with much gusto so I am redeemed from the previous mishap. And then there's the fact that I CAN BAKE(----> Insert Hallelujah Chorus here).I bake carrot cakes which earned me the moniker "CARROT CAKE" (and that would be another story). I bake cookies like oatmeal cookies and choc-chip cookies. I can bake and I am proud...

So, I was starving and my mom was shocked at the lightning speed by which I accomplished the task, you know cracking up the eggs, beating them for a while and then cutting up the chicken franks in bite-size pieces, and voila! In less than ten minutes I made dinner...well grammatically correct one would be... I prepared dinner. And now, all I can say is ...BURP!!!

PS i dunno if i can wake up tomorrow early, cell group has prayer meeting tomorrow at 11am, and i only sleep at 2 or 3 am...